Sometimes it's reassuring just walking the halls and hearing other people's studnets. Reassuring, as in, no, it's not my fault.
Overheard in the hall.
Lesser Knuckledragger [in the tone of revelation and deep surprise of one who's just lost his book virginity]: Yeah, dude, it really helps to read the book.
Perfesser Slaughter: [Stifles a combination snort, guffaw, and groan].
Greater Knuckledragger: I tried looking in that book. I couldn't understand a single thing.
Lesser Knuckledragger: Oh. Yeah.
Greater Knuckledragger: Hopefully the exam will be multiple choice or something.
Perfesser [aside]: Every sentence, almost every word has some unstated warrant that could, alone or in combination, annihilate civilization. Oy.
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